CHAPTER IV
LOUISE HAS AN IDEA
Clearfield played Highland Hall Military
Academy four days later and it is safe to say
that practically the entire juvenile population
of the town turned out to see the first football
game of the season. Perhaps the weather had something
to do with the size of the audience that filled
the grandstand and overflowed on the field, for
there was a zest and a snap to the air that hinted
overcoats, and the sun played hide-and-seek behind
the scudding gray clouds. Brent Field, as the High
School athletic grounds are called, is only a scant
block and a half from the river and when the wind
is from the northwest, as it was this afternoon,
the few scattered buildings between field and river
afford but little protection.
Highland Hall had brought along most of its
